Knight Madigan

My name is Alexander Madigan. I inherited a mansion that's so old it might have been built before the thirteen colonies existed. I live all alone so I talk to myself and the twelve suits of armor standing in the mansion's upstairs great hallway. In fact I had just said goodnight to them when right in front of me, so close it touched my toes, popped a thirteenth one. I swallowed down fear before I talked to it.

"I'm not really seeing you, am I? You're nothing, only a case of loneliness tremor...